Hollywood Hunter

Three collections totaling 15 minutes, after the opening impactful alternative designs, followed by two themes much more normal, and finally, the models on stage curtain call, the fashion show is officially over for Ana Su.

At the end of the show, the guests were clearly not so sharp and hesitant, not sure if they should or could go up and say hello to someone big.

The first to jump on the newly risen Simon duo was Madonna.

The Queen was hugging Simon in a big, lusty hug, touching and taking advantage of him, "Simon, it's so good to see you again."

Simon was very disgraceful blocking Madonna's lips from kissing over, with a disgusted face: "Hugs are fine, and hands, further down I'll sue you for harassment ah."

Madonna reluctantly released Simon and greeted Sophia again before showing the same dislike, "Stingy man, you're looking more and more like a billionaire now."

Simon was deliberately proud, "You're wrong, not billionaire(s), trillionaire(s), teach you a new word, remember."

Madonna rolled her eyes, "Remember, how about I write a song in praise of you Mr. Trillionaire(s)?"

"Then you'll have to change your name to Taylor Sikony."

The Queen obviously couldn't possibly understand such a profound synopsis, "What does that mean?"

Simon reopened the taunt, "So you're uncultured."

Queen Mai looked grumpy: "Simon, I'm not going to love you if you keep this up."

Sophia greeted Yasmin Gary who came over with a hug, scanned the poor little boyfriend who was completely ignored behind Queen Mack, and told the brawling duo, "Come on, we'll talk more at the party."

Once again through backstage, after a brief greeting, the two Simon's left the show first.

Rushing to the car to the nearby Gramercy Hotel, Simon thought to Sophia beside him, "Why don't we just head back to Greenwich?"

Sophia was a little numb to the fact that everywhere she went now, she met a bunch of women who were close to Simon, and just gave him a light glance, "Anna and I have business to discuss, and just don't bully me for spoiling some little girl in turn."

"Ah, well, not really."

Sophia had no intention of fighting with Simon and asked, "So, having seen the runway show, what do you think now?"

"The fashion business, for example, is still too niche and has little prospect for development. However, perhaps focus on cosmetics, bags or accessories, after all, the brand's style is very distinctive, will certainly be able to attract the attention of consumers who like to be different. Also, don't try to blindly expand and turn to the mainstream, doing so will only cause Anna Sue to lose its character and become mediocre, and then there will be no need for it to exist."

Sophia nodded approvingly, "That's what I think too, so it gives Anna a lot of autonomy."

Simon asked again, "By the way, how much of a stake do we hold in the company?"

"70%," replied Sophia, "So, to ensure investment and certainly not 100% autonomy, the relationship between brands and capital is actually like this: we capital is too demanding and only looking for performance, which can hamstring the creativity of the brand. On the other hand, if it's too permissive, it's more likely that the brand will go out of control, and I've been groping for the appropriate amount of control to take according to different brands."

Simon reached out and wrapped his arms around the woman's waist and hugged her over, "In short, don't get too tired. If one day you suddenly don't want to do it anymore, it's okay to let go of the manager."

"Actually that's what I'm trying to tell you," Sophia leaned into Simon and reached out to caress the man's cheek, "You're the one who should be more careful about letting go of what you can to the people below you, things are never done."

Simon remembered something and smiled, "It's like, the other day there were women who criticized me for being too indulgent and slack."

Sophia narrowed her eyes, "Who was it?"

Simon smiled and instead of answering, said, "And it's true that I'm not looking for more wealth anymore, it's just that some things don't just stop, like a million-ton ship on the ocean.

Sofia nodded and said, "Speaking of which, the site for the Tasmanian Club meeting place on Martha's Vineyard has been finalized, so we can go over there tomorrow."

The Tasmanian Club is the next private club Sophia is planning, following the 63 Club on East 63rd Street in Manhattan.

The last 63 Club had a very low profile, with the Upper East Side 63rd Street venue being used only for the Westeros system to entertain VIPs or host various corporate parties.

This time around, the Tasmanian club is positioned at the top end.

The plan is only open to a few people in the core of the Westeros system and a portion of the outside political and business circles selected by Simon.

As for why it's called 'Club Tasmania', it still involves Simon's Eden Project.

Were it not for the purpose of obscuring the official purpose, this club, more accurately perhaps, should be called the 'Noah's Ark Club', so that Club Tasmania would only extend invitations to an elite group of people at the very top of the pyramid who could truly influence the course of human society's history.

Equivalent to a ...... boat ticket!

Thus, Simon's plan was that each member would receive a grant from the Westeros system for a private piece of land on the island of Tasmania.

On the other hand, a golf course planned to be built on the island of Martha's Vineyard, a famous and affluent area on the east end of Long Island, is a North American meeting place for the Tasmanian Club. This will be followed by the opening of properties in Europe, Asia and even on the Australian side of Tasmania's home island.

This is a long term plan and there is no rush for either property construction or membership invitations.

Simon now heard Sophia mention it and shook his head, "Next time, there's no time tomorrow."

Sophia thought about it, she is flying to the West Coast tomorrow morning to see her children, and then it's back to Europe to follow up on the three major fashion weeks over there, and Simon is coming over here, the schedule is definitely full, so thinking about it, Sophia changed the subject and said, "Oh yeah, one more thing, this time over, I brought you a present."

Simon smiled and asked, "What?"

Sophia gave a mysterious look, "I'll have Angus pass it on to you tomorrow after I leave, you'll love it."

Simon saw Sophia selling out and didn't think of anything to look forward to for a moment.

In the blink of an eye we have arrived at the Gramercy Hotel.

Entering a small banquet hall rented by Anna Sue, others were arriving, as it was decided in advance that men were to attend, Sophia personally stepped in to finalize the list, and only some of the models and guests from the show had just been given invitations, and it was even more impossible for outsiders who had gotten word in the interim to mingle.

The security standards around Simon have long been at head of state level and are being stepped up all the time.

As with the runway just now, there were only two personal bodyguards with them, but there were four sets of Westeros security guards scattered around the show, either openly or covertly, and even in the stands there were private agents of the Westeros family who had entered early to survey and detect.

Cathy Hilton had wanted her two daughters to go home first and attend Anna Sue's after-party by herself, but she couldn't resist the two girls' pestering, and remembered that Simon seemed quite fond of a pair of daughters, which, though it didn't feel quite right, eventually ghosted mother and daughter together and rushed over.

After security confirmation, the first impression upon entering the party site was the fuchsia glowing lights and Halloween-like decorations, which was in line with the Anna Sue brand design I had just seen.

The mother and daughter three, on the other hand, were not looking for a certain man at first sight.

Even if the light is dim, or soon to find, because at this time the banquet hall side of the bar, some guy holding a glass of wine, back against the bar, a left and a right is the waist and legs of the essence, the surrounding is also a group of just on the catwalk flashy goblins, is talking about laughing look.

The same feisty Melisandre Headmistress he had been with when we first met, and then he was replaced by two supermodels, and Paris Hilton had to mutter, "Playboy."

Nikki Hilton gazed brightly at the man over there, mostly hidden by a group of goblins, and her mouth instinctively retorted to her sister, "It's glamour."

"No nonsense," Cathy Hilton warned her eldest daughter as well, then averted her eyes elsewhere and addressed both girls, "You ...... be good, and I'll go say hello to Ms. Fancy. "

He said and ignored his two daughters and walked straight to Sophia Fessi who was talking to Anna Sue on the other side.

The Hilton family, two girls used to this kind of occasion, see mother left, together go to the buffet table, one took a glass of juice, in fact, do want to taste champagne and so on, but, after all, is not familiar with the occasion, the two girls from the drinking age is still too early, in case of a serious encounter must be trouble.

Taking a sip of her juice, Nikki Hilton looked over at Simon again, somewhat inferior to the gargoyles who were generally six feet tall, she was now only 5'3" and 163 cm, which was actually considered out of the ordinary compared to her mother's 160 cm and her two aunts who were only a little over a meter and a half tall.

Her mother and sisters' figures were all petite types, and she'd sort of inherited her father's genes to break through. It was just that in front of those models, she was still too short.

He seemed to prefer taller girls.

As much as I thought that, my feet were a little out of step, but I took the initiative and walked away.

He had said that he ...... preferred his own.

Although the goblins around Simon seemed to be loosely clustered around the man, they all cherished such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to talk to Westeros, and were not about to keep out the guests who tried to come together.

They just didn't expect two little girls to come together, and Nikki Hilton squeezed past the large goblins in her way as she approached, so they couldn't be ordinary with little girls.

When Simon saw the Hilton sisters, he smiled and greeted Nikki, who came before him first, and then said to the goblins, "Go have fun, everyone, and be happy tonight."

The women heard the words and only dispersed.

Simon whispered a few more words to Jasmin on one side, and the waifish legged goblins left with a smile.

Instead, Robert Chirco had been dilly-dallying to stay until the end, boldly expressing his hope that he would have the opportunity to invite Simon to dinner to thank him for recommending him to join the Ghost Party of James Bond in the first place, and Simon said he would definitely call her when he had the chance, before the women headed off to his place.

Soon only the Hilton sisters remained.

Looking up at the small sisters looking up at him, Simon thoughtfully pointed to the card table in the corner, "Let's go over there."

"Yeah."

Nikki Hilton nodded, glued to Simon's side, and touched him a few times, so felt her little heart thumping. Paris Hilton, on the other hand, turned to the other side, completely forgetting what she had just said about someone, and volunteered, "Simon, what are you doing in New York?"

"Work stuff."

Nikki was immediately helpful on the other side, "Simon has a lot of company in New York, so of course he'll be coming over often."

Paris shot back, "It's none of your business if you come over, so don't be proud."

Nikki immediately looked at Simon aggrievedly.

Saying that she had reached the sofa booth, Simon sat down with the two girls and persuaded, "Well, no arguments, school should have started recently, right?"

"Yeah," Nikki snapped, her little body close to Simon's side, actually more nostalgic about the last time she was held up in a man's arms at Elizabeth's house, just this side of the crowd, he didn't take the initiative, she wasn't that bold, but it felt good just to be next to him, seeing her own sister on the other side also learning her own model, suddenly a little slightly jealous, taking the initiative, "Mum almost said a while ago that she was going to send Paris to boarding school, she ......"

"Nikki, snitching like that, be careful I'm breaking sisterly relations with you."

Nikki cringed and didn't continue, not really afraid of her sister, just reacting to the fact that Simon probably wouldn't like a girl who was a snitch.

Paris saw her sister no longer reveal herself, proudly raised her chin slightly, then also transformed into a small report horn: "Mom will not send me to boarding school, otherwise who will cooperate with her to make a reality show ah, reality show is a family reunion, and our family's YouTube account, can not Paris Hilton suddenly disappeared. "

Simon is reminded of his mother's history when he hears Paris expose her in a very vicious way, but then he remembers that in his previous life, she published a documentary about her teenage parents sending her to a boarding school where she suffered psychological abuse and trauma.

Alcoholism is too common in the West.

As for stealing, it seems that many celebrities also have this kind of 'hobby', from Winona Ryder to Megan Fox, from the ancient era of Heidi Rama to the global popularity of Britney Spears, as for the side of Paris, there is still a bit of genetic feeling, the girl's aunt, the original time and space to participate in the "Beverly Wives" in fact the worst mixed Kim Richards also arrested for theft.

Anyway, if you get caught, it's definitely a psychological problem that needs some healing.

Simon thinks, right, if his children catch these bad habits in the future, well ...... he will not just send them to a strict supervision of boarding school.